Redhawk Caldera Be like Elsa, let it go.

Within a matter of moments, the plan was settled. They would leave Redhawk Caldera in a few days' time. It seemed surreal -- ever since setting foot in the Teekon Wilds over three years ago, Elwood had called the caldera home. Part of him was having a hard time fathoming that this could really be happening, but another piece of him knew that it was right.

Before he had a chance to call for the rest of the pack at Towhee's request, Finley did it herself. From her position -- basically attached to Elwood's hip -- he could hear the vibrations of her voice in his bones, which made the message even more haunting. He could have joined in with her, but he simply allowed her to do the honors, a small but grim smile ghosting across his lips.

It wasn't long before their packmates began to materialize. It was hard to hold his tongue at the sight of all the questioning faces, but he wanted Towhee to be the one to share the news. He and Finley would back her up and express their support, but she was their Alpha.